Chapter 1666 The Emperor's Throne
Just when Wang Le sighed as unlucky, he met the man with a long face in front of him and asked, "Boy, which Taoist sect are you from?"
Wang Le's face suddenly showed a sneer, and he asked in a evasive manner: "Didn't you just doubt my identity? You said that it was a spy sent by the invisible Taoist sect? Why did you ask about the Taoist sect that is coming again?"
Before the man with a long face surnamed Zhao could respond, Wang Le continued to ask and answer: "It's really that you are afraid that my origin is extraordinary, for fear of offending the top forces that you can't afford to offend?!"
Speaking of this, Wang Le snorted coldly with disdain, "Don't worry, my master's feet are very ordinary and not a top force, so you are not afraid of getting involved in those top forces for this.
The man with a long face surnamed Zhao was made by Wang Le's sneering words, and his face turned red and white. He said with a little annoyed and embarrassed voice: "Then don't hide your head and tail. If you have a yellow mouth, report your origin!"
Wang Le immediately laughed and responded with a slight smile: "If you give it up, will you say it out? That's so shameless!"
Before he could finish his words, he saw a man with a long-faced face in Zhao, a late-stage Xuan-level strong man angrily and shouted: "You are so arrogant, you dare to be so disrespectful to Senior Zhao, and you are looking for death!"
Wang Le immediately laughed and replied, "I'm still young, so I don't want to die. It's just a joke. Is it necessary to be so serious? If you are serious, you will lose."
"Uh!" These late-stage Xuan-level strong men were immediately treated with such a shameless response from Wang Le, which made them not know what to do, but it also made them have a real opportunity to Wang Le!
At this time, Wang Le looked at the man surnamed Zhao and others, lying and making drafts, and said lightly without blinking: ", a casual cultivator."
Then Wang Le asked back: "I have already reported my name, what about you?"
As soon as he finished asking, before the long-faced man surnamed Zhao opened his mouth, one of the late-stage Xuan-level strong men standing behind sneered: "A casual cultivator is not worthy of knowing my name, so I will let you be a fool later!"
"Uh!" Wang Le couldn't help but laugh and said in silence: "We warriors should be open and honest. Unexpectedly, they would encounter scum who are inferior to others. It's really a shame in the martial arts world!"
Before the late Xuan-level powerhouse on the opposite side could counterattack, he saw a man surnamed Zhao who had already looked extremely ugly and snorted coldly: "Boy, put away your aggressive generals. Zhao must not change his name or surname, and Zhao Hongtu, Piaomiao Peak, Qinggong!"
A strange look flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he couldn't help but complain in depression: "Why is it Qinggong again? It seems that I'm really quarrel with this top force."
Just as Wang Le was muttering in her heart, Zhao Hongtu, with a long face, had a pair of mung beans without any concealment and said in a deep voice in a deep voice: "You kid dare to be the emperor too! You are really looking for death!"
"Uh!" Wang Le was stunned at first, and then a sudden look appeared on his face. Because he remembered that the strongest figure in the Qing Palace was Di Hao, who was at the peak of the martial arts heavenly level. Now the only terrifying existence in the martial arts world who can fight head-on with Lord Xiaoyaozi.
"I have violated the Qinggong taboo again. It seems that it is impossible to avoid it in the battle today."
Wang Le glanced at Zhao Hongtu and others and felt murderous intent all over his body, and his face became increasingly unkind, and he couldn't help but think in his heart.
Just as Wang Lexin was thinking about it, Zhao Hongtu suddenly waved his hand and ordered without looking back: "Since this kid is so rampant, then you can go together to let him know what it means to be tall and thick!"
"No!" Six late-stage Xuan-level strong men accepted the order in unison, followed Zhao Hongtu's feet and retreated, intending to watch.
At this moment, the six late-stage Xuan-level powerful men did not release their natals hidden in the dantian, and directly rushed up to Wang Le not far away in front of him.
Because in their eyes, six people were fighting this little bastard who had not grown all over and had to release his natal magic weapon, which was a huge joke. That was too great to look down on this young man who claimed to be an imperial throne.
They don’t think that this young man can be as strong as the Qinggong Di Hao’s surname, and his own strength!
Just as these six late-stage martial arts Xuan-level strong men swung their palms from all directions and almost no matter how Xuan Ze killed Wang Le, they saw that they were always in a state of vigilance. Wang Le, who had never closed, did not immediately enter the invisibility state, but took it out of the space of the Dharma Eye without panic, and clamped it tightly in the right hand while forming a fist with his left hand.
Then Wang Le used his eyes to break the devil and peek out of the flaws and kicks that were besieged. Then he moved his feet, like a fish swimming in the water. At the critical moment, he avoided the fishing net and escaped from the gaps in the flaws with ease.
These six late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses did not expect that Wang Le would escape the siege so easily, and could not help but show his expression.
For a moment, the movements on and off my hands and feet were three points slower.
Wang Le did this opportunity and without hesitation to urge the infusion of the limbs and meridians in the dantian, and at the same time injected into the open dark orifices. The diamond glass cover with golden light blooming opens and protects the whole body.
At the same time, Wang Le held a special military spear in one hand and waved his fist in the other hand and rushed towards the six late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses who were besieging him.
In a flash, these late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses who had no reaction were defeated in an unstoppable attack by Wang Le, and had no power to fight back at all.
In a blink of an eye, the special military sting in Wang Le's hand directly penetrated into the heart of a late-stage Xuan-level strongman. Then, he stirred and pulled it out and the iron fist was thrown out like a meteor, slamming hard on the head of another late-stage Xuan-level strongman next to him.
With a dull "bang", the head of this late-stage Xuan-level strong man was directly exploded under the iron fist, and the red and white things inside were instantly splashed out.
At this moment, the other four Xuan-level powerful men suddenly realized and hurriedly used the ancient defense technique.
For a moment, the colorful defensive covers protected their bodies to ensure safety, for fear that in the next second, they would follow in the footsteps of companions who had become corpses.
At this time, Zhao Hongtu, who was standing aside and watching, couldn't help but jump, and surprise flashed in his eyes. He finally realized that he had underestimated the young man named Emperor.
Chapter completed!